Sound of Christmas

During Christmas time,

When beliefs and secrets glow,

It started on a Monday—

A story meant to grow.

I was still a child,

Dreaming only of peace,

Wanting just a simple life

Where quiet hearts can breathe.

But after I met you,

I wanted to believe in more.

So now I stand before

Your silent door—

But I won’t knock,

Because the fear I carry

Still hasn’t let me go.

I cannot reach you,

No… it’s just the sound of Christmas,

The sound of Christmas

I wish I could give to you.

You are wonderful—

Though you don’t know

What life will ask of you

When you reach for stars.

You never give up; you fight.

Where does your strength come from?

Tell me what it is.

You help me find my road again,

You help me forget the weight of everything.

After I met you,

I wanted to believe in more.

So now I’m at your door—

But I won’t knock,

Because the fear I feel

Still lingers in my chest.

I cannot reach you,

No… it’s just the sound of Christmas,

The sound of Christmas

I want to give you.

Because you stole my heart—

So take my hand and walk with me.

Stay with me,

In the sound of Christmas.